This eclectic effort by the Hudson Valley singer/songwriter weaves a tapestry of 18 well-crafted songs filled with intensely wry, sometimes raw, observations and musings. The live, unedited performances of all 18 songs in one six hour session at the renowned Hit Factory studios adds an intimate feel to "Little Heart Attacks" seldom found elsewhere.
As You Wish
i'll play the buffoon if you want me to - blow away like a cheap red balloon if you tell me to...i'll tie myself to the train tracks, engineer a plane crash, say the word if you'd like that tattoo....i'll become the contender or play the pretender, do you want me to win or just throw the fight?...i'll run for president, be a part-time resident of whatever you choose to call your life...ask me the impossible, i promise to come through, request the incredible, i'll do it for you, i'll do it for u...i'll learn to eat crow, i'll act like i know the answers to the questions you have long before you ask...i'll swim the Atlantic, i'll bandy semantics, i'll even learn to take out the trash, i'll catch the Loch Ness Monster and build a petting zoo, steal Castro's cigar and play nothing but Manilow tunes, i'll take the Fifth, or a bullet, or a kiss or spend a night naked in Central Park late in June...ask me the impossible, i promise to come through, request the incredible, i'll do it for you...i'll do it for u...i'll shave my head, learn to contact the dead, i'll find Jimmy Hoffa & have him for dinner sometime...i'll dive in a volcano, write a Broadway show, i'll turn your tap water into wine, i'll repair the Ozone using Band-Aids and Coppertone, build a time machine to go back and save John Lennon's life, i'll go off the deep end - or just be your best friend or pack my things and leave for good tonight...ask me the impossible, i promise to come through, request the incredible, i'll do it for you...as you wish
caped crusaders lead the way, while space invaders join the fray, faint hearted imitators live to fight another day, imagine CNN covered the Crusades imagine there was no OJ, it's really hard to do it if you try...well, baby - i got news for you and maybe it ain't nothing new...hold the fort and toe the line and won't you be my valentine? my shrink says i should learn to love the "inner" side of "me" - well, this caged bird don't like to sing, in fact, i don't "like" anything, just love and hate with nothing in between..well, maybe you've grown tired of you and maybe this ain't front page news...show me something real, something i could breathe, touch or feel, show me something real, show me i'm not alone, alone, alone, alone in how i feel...real the century is about to turn, dante's inferno starts to burn, the revolution will be e-mailed on the net...the ivory girl with jaded blues is doin' her best to squeeze into cinderella's shoes, it's a gas, but it gets still better yet...well, i got time to nose around i got blues to bring you down...the titanic sank from sabotage, jim morrison lives in my garage, and pete rose should be in the hall of fame and maybe i like to knock on wood and live my life like robin hood, but it's easy to give with a tax deduction and a mansion in the woods...well timmy leary said, "why not?" - and maybe he was an astronaut, and maybe yes and maybe no, but ya gotta choose one before you go...show me something real, something i could breathe, touch or feel, show me something real, show me i'm not alone, alone, alone, alone in how i feel...real...Real